Martas poems: Dreaming with what just might be

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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Dreaming with what just might be

I t had been raining for several days, a heavy steady rain with numbing sounds that murmured a name. Everything was gray and frozen. The cold sipped through my skin making me tremble... and want... and remember... a touch, a kiss. They were wonderfully terrible wet nights full of the sounds of the rushing waters and wind, nights I could have sworn G-d had made for me to think. But today, the lake water is blue. very blue and blinding with sun. There are bubbling streams everywhere running over... Sign in to see full entry.

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